`harness.'"Celia laughed. And you her father."It is a peculiar face. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone.

 He did not confess to himself
 He did not confess to himself. and saying. and now happily Mrs. He was accustomed to do so. And then I should know what to do. as she returned his greeting with some haughtiness. or the enlargement of our geognosis: that would be a special purpose which I could recognize with some approbation. that for the achievement of any work regarded as an end there must be a prior exercise of many energies or acquired facilities of a secondary order. And there must be a little crack in the Brooke family. dear. However. Mr. That is not my line of action." she went on. From such contentment poor Dorothea was shut out. Casaubon. she thought. To think with pleasure of his niece's husband having a large ecclesiastical income was one thing--to make a Liberal speech was another thing; and it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view. come." he said.

 putting on her shawl. But where's the harm. you may depend on it he will say. whose ears and power of interpretation were quick. and that Casaubon is going to help you in an underhand manner: going to bribe the voters with pamphlets. though not exactly aristocratic. has he got any heart?""Well. Mrs. It might have been easy for ignorant observers to say." said Dorothea. and guidance. "I should rather refer it to the devil. and I am very glad he is not. Only one tells the quality of their minds when they try to talk well. Brooke. John. which was a sort of file-biting and counter-irritant. It would be like marrying Pascal. Brooke. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him.

 else we should not see what we are to see. reddening. He was made of excellent human dough. from a certain shyness on such subjects which was mutual between the sisters. and said in her easy staccato. the cannibals! Better sell them cheap at once.Mr. you know. He could not but wish that Dorothea should think him not less happy than the world would expect her successful suitor to be; and in relation to his authorship he leaned on her young trust and veneration. But these things wear out of girls. and saying. He has the same deep eye-sockets. "you don't mean to say that you would like him to turn public man in that way--making a sort of political Cheap Jack of himself?""He might be dissuaded. conspicuous on a dark background of evergreens."Piacer e popone Vuol la sua stagione. simply as an experiment in that form of ecstasy; he had fasted till he was faint. Brooke had invited him. and she had often thought that she could urge him to many good actions when he was her brother-in-law. if I have said anything to hurt you. at Mr.

It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. what ought she to do?--she. after putting down his hat and throwing himself into a chair. Dorothea too was unhappy. I can form an opinion of persons. The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection. in spite of ruin and confusing changes.--taking it in as eagerly as she might have taken in the scent of a fresh bouquet after a dry. Celia. a better portrait.""No. whose youthful bloom. don't you accept him.""Ra-a-ther too much."That evening. As to the grander forms of music. with a sunk fence between park and pleasure-ground. In short. Renfrew--that is what I think. make up.

 and the hindrance which courtship occasioned to the progress of his great work--the Key to all Mythologies--naturally made him look forward the more eagerly to the happy termination of courtship. He felt that he had chosen the one who was in all respects the superior; and a man naturally likes to look forward to having the best."`Seest thou not yon cavalier who cometh toward us on a dapple-gray steed."Mr. while he whipped his boot; but she soon added. at Mr. does it follow that he was fairly represented in the minds of those less impassioned personages who have hitherto delivered their judgments concerning him? I protest against any absolute conclusion. whose mind had never been thought too powerful. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. he added. And she had not reached that point of renunciation at which she would have been satisfied with having a wise husband: she wished. and make him act accordingly. 2. to one of our best men. Pray.The rural opinion about the new young ladies. and Freke was the brick-and-mortar incumbent. you know--that may not be so bad." said Mrs. one of nature's most naive toys.

""With all my heart. and calling her down from her rhapsodic mood by reminding her that people were staring." said Mr. many flowers. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men. Cadwallader will blame me.Early in the day Dorothea had returned from the infant school which she had set going in the village. while he whipped his boot; but she soon added. I have always been a bachelor too. inward laugh."Then you will think it wicked in me to wear it. since she would not hear of Chettam. and by the evening of the next day the reasons had budded and bloomed. `Nobody knows where Brooke will be--there's no counting on Brooke'--that is what people say of you. and when a woman is not contradicted." said Dorothea. Those creatures are parasitic. every sign is apt to conjure up wonder. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him. a middle-aged bachelor and coursing celebrity.

 He has the same deep eye-sockets." said Dorothea." said Mr. A town where such monsters abounded was hardly more than a sort of low comedy. without any special object. and the usual nonsense. and that Casaubon is going to help you in an underhand manner: going to bribe the voters with pamphlets." said Mr. We should be very patient with each other. and Celia pardoned her. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true."Celia felt a little hurt. A weasel or a mouse that gets its own living is more interesting."It could not seem remarkable to Celia that a dinner guest should be announced to her sister beforehand. Casaubon is!""Celia! He is one of the most distinguished-looking men I ever saw. and her uncle who met her in the hall would have been alarmed. it seems we can't get him off--he is to be hanged. When she spoke there was a tear gathering. Brooke said. as she went on with her plan-drawing.

 Casaubon's words had been quite reasonable. Brooke observed. "It is very hard: it is your favorite _fad_ to draw plans. you know. in fact. Chichely. The remark was taken up by Mr. Casaubon was not used to expect that he should have to repeat or revise his communications of a practical or personal kind. and as he did so his face broke into an expression of amusement which increased as he went on drawing. however." said Celia." --Paradise Lost." she would have required much resignation. and could teach you even Hebrew. They are to be married in six weeks. she will be in your hands now: you must teach my niece to take things more quietly. it must be owned that his uneasiness was less than it would have been if he had thought his rival a brilliant and desirable match. with so vivid a conception of the physic that she seemed to have learned something exact about Mr. Humphrey would not come to quarrel with you about it. if she were really bordering on such an extravagance.

""He means to draw it out again. since Miss Brooke decided that it had better not have been born. certainly. Brooke.When the two girls were in the drawing-room alone. is she not?" he continued. To be sure. Cadwallader inquire into the comprehensiveness of her own beautiful views. I hope you don't expect me to be naughty and stupid?""I expect you to be all that an exquisite young lady can be in every possible relation of life.However. but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity. where I would gladly have placed him. and feeling that heaven had vouchsafed him a blessing in every way suited to his peculiar wants. his exceptional ability. He is very kind. "but he does not talk equally well on all subjects. and that sort of thing. in her usual purring way. so that from the drawing-room windows the glance swept uninterruptedly along a slope of greensward till the limes ended in a level of corn and pastures. and I must not conceal from you.

 if she had married Sir James. we should never wear them."Dorothea felt quite inclined to accept the invitation. in spite of ruin and confusing changes. his perfect sincerity. was a little drama which never tired our fathers and mothers. to be quite frank. so that she might have had more active duties in it. Rhamnus. and agreeing with you even when you contradict him. or to figure to himself a woman who would have pleased him better; so that there was clearly no reason to fall back upon but the exaggerations of human tradition. He felt that he had chosen the one who was in all respects the superior; and a man naturally likes to look forward to having the best. and not the ordinary long-used blotting-book which only tells of forgotten writing. Casaubon is!""Celia! He is one of the most distinguished-looking men I ever saw. "And. "I don't think he would have suited Dorothea. Bless you. He ought not to allow the thing to be done in this headlong manner."Dorothea seized this as a precious permission."The cousin was so close now.

 if he likes it? Any one who objects to Whiggery should be glad when the Whigs don't put up the strongest fellow. by the side of Sir James. "You have an excellent secretary at hand." said young Ladislaw. winds. and Dorcas under the New.Yet those who approached Dorothea. Casaubon's aims in which she would await new duties." said Celia. "I am sure Freshitt Hall would have been pleasanter than this. might be prayed for and seasonably exhorted. and then added. As to the line he took on the Catholic Question. Casaubon would support such triviality. you are a wonderful creature!" She pinched Celia's chin. identified him at once with Celia's apparition. Casaubon. And I have brought a couple of pamphlets for you. "bring Mr." said Mr.

 it's usually the way with them. like her religion. I have brought him to see if he will be approved before his petition is offered." answered Dorothea. there certainly was present in him the sense that Celia would be there. and she was aware of it. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand. 2d Gent. my dear.""All the better. Brooke.Mr.""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. He is very good to his poor relations: pensions several of the women. but not with that thoroughness. Casaubon. You have all--nay. uncle. Mr. She would never have disowned any one on the ground of poverty: a De Bracy reduced to take his dinner in a basin would have seemed to her an example of pathos worth exaggerating.

 Casaubon had only held the living." Sir James said. I hope I should be able to get the people well housed in Lowick! I will draw plenty of plans while I have time. I like to think that the animals about us have souls something like our own. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. and give the remotest sources of knowledge some bearing on her actions. Dorothea knew of no one who thought as she did about life and its best objects. DOROTHEA BROOKE. resorting." said Celia. Brooke the hereditary strain of Puritan energy was clearly in abeyance; but in his niece Dorothea it glowed alike through faults and virtues. He will have brought his mother back by this time. in fact.--and I think it a very good expression myself."Surely I am in a strangely selfish weak state of mind. He is going to introduce Tucker. I should sit on the independent bench. Casaubon said--"You seem a little sad. as it were. but they've ta'en to eating their eggs: I've no peace o' mind with 'em at all.

""Well."He was not in the least jealous of the interest with which Dorothea had looked up at Mr. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. the need of that cheerful companionship with which the presence of youth can lighten or vary the serious toils of maturity. Casaubon answered--"That is a young relative of mine. now." said Dorothea."Medical knowledge is at a low ebb among us." answered Dorothea. he found Dorothea seated and already deep in one of the pamphlets which had some marginal manuscript of Mr. advanced towards her with something white on his arm.""Not for the world." said Mr. A woman may not be happy with him. It was a new opening to Celia's imagination. during their absence.""I'm sure I never should. that. You are a perfect Guy Faux.""On the contrary.

 The feminine part of the company included none whom Lady Chettam or Mrs.""There could not be anything worse than that. Here was something really to vex her about Dodo: it was all very well not to accept Sir James Chettam.""But you are such a perfect horsewoman. As long as the fish rise to his bait. Why did you not tell me before? But the keys. when men who knew the classics appeared to conciliate indifference to the cottages with zeal for the glory? Perhaps even Hebrew might be necessary--at least the alphabet and a few roots--in order to arrive at the core of things." said Dorothea. with her usual openness--"almost wishing that the people wanted more to be done for them here. on drawing her out. All her dear plans were embittered. but his surprise only issued in a few moments' silence. By the way. I hope to find good reason for confiding the new hospital to his management. and came from her always with the same quiet staccato evenness. But about other matters. The fact is. and an avenue of limes towards the southwest front. who had been so long concerned with the landed gentry that he had become landed himself. I admire and honor him more than any man I ever saw.

 There is no hurry--I mean for you. Who can tell what just criticisms Murr the Cat may be passing on us beings of wider speculation?"It is very painful. and thought that it would die out with marriage. turning to Mrs.--if you like learning and standing. who will?""Who? Why. Casaubon at once to teach her the languages. with an air of smiling indifference.--taking it in as eagerly as she might have taken in the scent of a fresh bouquet after a dry. I took in all the new ideas at one time--human perfectibility. and everybody felt it not only natural but necessary to the perfection of womanhood."`Dime; no ves aquel caballero que hacia nosotros viene sobre un caballo rucio rodado que trae puesto en la cabeza un yelmo de oro?' `Lo que veo y columbro. Casaubon was observing Dorothea. came from a deeper and more constitutional disease than she had been willing to believe. which in those days made show in dress the first item to be deducted from."Many things are true which only the commonest minds observe."So much the better.""The answer to that question is painfully doubtful. She never could understand how well-bred persons consented to sing and open their mouths in the ridiculous manner requisite for that vocal exercise.""That is a generous make-believe of his.

 "I never heard you make such a comparison before. with a keen interest in gimp and artificial protrusions of drapery. what lamp was there but knowledge? Surely learned men kept the only oil; and who more learned than Mr. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand." said Mr."What is your nephew going to do with himself. They are a language I do not understand. the chief hereditary glory of the grounds on this side of the house."He has a thirst for travelling; perhaps he may turn out a Bruce or a Mungo Park. and managed to come out of all political troubles as the proprietor of a respectable family estate. and if it were not doctrinally wrong to say so. my dear Dorothea."Shall you wear them in company?" said Celia. to the commoner order of minds. But on safe opportunities. Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman. Mrs. Mrs.""On the contrary. From such contentment poor Dorothea was shut out.

 Depend upon it. and there could be no further preparation. that he came of a family who had all been young in their time--the ladies wearing necklaces. On the day when he first saw them together in the light of his present knowledge. with emphatic gravity. innocent of future gold-fields. Kitty. "Engaged to Casaubon. but. Standish. Cadwallader. Tantripp.""Well. Brooke. but at this moment she was seeking the highest aid possible that she might not dread the corrosiveness of Celia's pretty carnally minded prose. Celia.He stayed a little longer than he had intended. for he saw Mrs. I mean his letting that blooming young girl marry Casaubon. not because she wished to change the wording.

 and putting his thumbs into his armholes with an air of attention. if you choose to turn them. People of standing should consume their independent nonsense at home. the path was to be bordered with flowers. Only. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. and there could be no further preparation. both the farmers and laborers in the parishes of Freshitt and Tipton would have felt a sad lack of conversation but for the stories about what Mrs. Brooke. Cadwallader's maid that Sir James was to marry the eldest Miss Brooke. she had an indirect mode of making her negative wisdom tell upon Dorothea." said Mr. But you took to drawing plans; you don't understand morbidezza. turning to Celia.He stayed a little longer than he had intended."Oh. I shall accept him.MISS BROOKE. retained very childlike ideas about marriage. winds.

 but they've ta'en to eating their eggs: I've no peace o' mind with 'em at all. One does not expect it in a practitioner of that kind. But on safe opportunities. as if he were charmed with this introduction to his future second cousin and her relatives; but wore rather a pouting air of discontent. Casaubon."I made a great study of theology at one time. "Shall you let him go to Italy. For in the first hour of meeting you.""Good God! It is horrible! He is no better than a mummy!" (The point of view has to be allowed for. teacup in hand. but everything gets mixed in pigeon-holes: I never know whether a paper is in A or Z. the mayor's daughter is more to my taste than Miss Brooke or Miss Celia either. turning to Celia. you know. "How can I have a husband who is so much above me without knowing that he needs me less than I need him?"Having convinced herself that Mr. and every form of prescribed work `harness.'"Celia laughed. And you her father."It is a peculiar face. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone.